Mei Niang, I'm a fake eunuch, you still let me sleep

Chapter 148 This is Datang

The third prince, Chen Shangyi, and the two old servants surged with strength in their hands, and they were about to take down Zhao Wujiang and Wang Xi.

A chunky figure fell from the sky and hit the ground hard.

"Little thief, let go of my brother and sister-in-law, ouch!"

San Pang couldn't stand upright when he landed, and fell to the ground. He was thrown out by the second monkey.

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd.

Chen Shangyihe and the two servants, Chen Shangbao and Chen Shanghu, were taken aback. Seeing this scene, they ridiculed in their hearts that Zhao Wujiang's servants were too low. In the eyes of the two superpowers, how can a mere fifth-rank martial artist protect a beauty in Chang'an ?
"My lord will give you another chance. There is a saying in the Tang Dynasty that those who know the current affairs are heroes, let her go with me, let's forget about today's matter." Chen Shangyi patted the flower fan together, with an unruly smile on his face.

"This is Datang." Zhao Wujiang said indifferently, he didn't want to spoil everyone's interest on a festive day.

"Ah."

Chen Shang let out a soft snort, he naturally knew it was Datang, but so what?Will Datang destroy the diplomatic relations between the two countries for the sake of a common people?What's more, the Minister of Honglu Temple has guaranteed the ticket, he can almost walk sideways around Pingkangfang.

"It seems that you don't want this opportunity." He signaled the servant to do it.

"Magic!"

Zhao Wujiang opened his mouth, and everyone saw a huge body descending from the sky, with a bang, like a heavy horse falling to the ground.

Different from San Fatty's appearance just now, this time it is an extremely muscular middle-aged man. Although his face looks silly, his body is so huge that it feels too oppressive.

Wang Shentong was like a hill, standing beside Zhao Wujiang, grabbed the old servant of the third prince who was rushing up, just like grabbing a chicken, and lifted one person with one hand.

The incident happened in the blink of an eye, and the minds of the two old servants trembled violently. They wanted to use their strength, but they couldn't move their energy. They were horrified and struggled to squeeze out two words: "Zong Zongshi"

Their faces turned from red to purple, and finally it was Wang Shentong who stayed behind Zhao Wujiang's signal, and they saved their lives, but passed out.

The crowd erupted into an uproar. From their point of view, this mountain-like man crushed two powerful old servants to death just as soon as he appeared on the stage. What was even more shocking was that this burly man was just the one with The guard of the masked man.

They wondered in their minds, who is this masked man?

Chen Shangyi was paralyzed on the ground, looking at Zhao Wujiang who was walking indifferently, he couldn't help backing away, he was terrified in his heart, he just thought it was impossible, the two supernatural beings were already one of the most powerful in Silla, why did they come to Datang? Unbearable?
He suddenly thought of what Zhao Wujiang said just now, "This is Datang."

This is Datang, the Datang of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!
"I, I... I am the third prince of Silla, you can't hurt me!" He roared.

There was disdain and cold snorts from the crowd.

"Then it's no wonder." Zhao Wujiang looked indifferent, and said slowly, the crown prince is like this, it's no wonder that Silla's decline.

Chen Shangyi's face was full of anger, "You!"

He dared not go on.

"Honglu Temple, Honglu Temple!" The crowd was separated, and a group of men in official uniforms rushed over.

They are small officials of Honglu Temple. As an institution that receives missions from various countries, Honglu Temple generally protects the safety of important officials from other countries in Chang'an City.

Just now, a small official saw the third prince of Silla collapsed to the ground in embarrassment, so he rushed to Honglu Temple for help.

"Who are you? Do you know what crime you have committed?" Honglu Temple official pointed at Zhao Wujiang with a full face, glaring at him.

The rest of the officials stepped forward to help the third prince, Chen Shangyihe.

"Oh?" Zhao Wujiang's eyes were full of coldness, with a half-smile: "I'm curious, what crime did I commit as a commoner?"

"Humph!"

Hearing that Zhao Wujiang claimed to be a commoner, the minister Honglu became even more angry: "He is the third prince of Silla. The Tang Dynasty has always had good relations with Silla. Are you destroying the diplomatic relations between the two countries?"

"Is the diplomatic relations between the two countries exchanged for the dignity of the people? Everyone present has witnessed what happened today.

This third prince is just coveting my wife, so why am I guilty of blocking it?Do you want me to offer it with both hands in order to achieve diplomatic relations? "

As soon as Zhao Wujiang said these words, voices of agreement echoed from the crowd.

"That's right! I'm a great Tang Dynasty. Do I want to beg Silla for diplomatic relations?"

"Hmph, this is Datang, not Silla!"

"Return diplomatic relations? Why did Silla send the prince here? Don't you count?"

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The minister of Honglu Temple turned red. The reason why he defended the third prince of Silla was the order of the Minister of Honglu Temple.

The Minister of Honglu Temple told him that the Great Tang rushed to help Silla, and that Silla would be safe and well, and that the princes of Silla should be kind and waited on while they were in Chang'an. If the princes return to China and ascend the throne in the future, then they will be a great contribution, and they will enjoy the glory and wealth. Not to mention, this is a lucrative deal.

"The ignorant people are so eloquent!" Honglu Temple minister angrily, he ordered the little official to set up a machine crossbow.

The crowd dispersed in a panic.

"It seems that these days when I'm not in the court, you are living more and more going back!" Zhao Wujiang's anger rose in his heart.

"I can't tell, you are also a powerful figure in the court, haha." Honglu Temple minister sneered, if he was a courtier, would he not know?
If it's a courtier, do you need to bring your family to participate in the lantern festival?

If it is a courtier, can there be no servants to follow, and ride with horses and chariots?
If it was a courtier, he would have already reported his name.

"What's going on?" The crowd of petty officials parted, and Honglu Siqing came out. He straightened his coat and hat with a cold and arrogant expression.

The official of Honglu Temple laughed and stepped forward, and told the story in front of the Minister of Honglu Temple.

Honglu Siqing kept nodding.

"Since you have offended the Third Prince, let them apologize first, otherwise you will lose my dignity." Honglu Temple Minister waved his hand, his expression was indifferent, and he made up his mind.

"What a Tang demeanor!" Zhao Wujiang walked slowly towards Honglu Siqing, completely ignoring the machine crossbowman.

"If you are dissatisfied, you can go and beat Jing Zhaoyin's drum. Today, you need to apologize first." Honglu Temple Secretary said coldly: "Even if you are a citizen of the Tang Dynasty, but you have broken diplomatic relations, this official will still shoot you. kill you!"

Zhao Wujiang's eyes were cold:
"Then I will see, who dares to attack me, Zhao Wujiang, in Chang'an City!"

"Hmph, you are arrogant, you still dare not treat you Zhao." Honglu Siqing suddenly came back to his senses, why is this voice and gesture so familiar?

Wait, Zhao Wujiang?

He gasped, staggered back, and shouted in disbelief, "Zhao Wujiang? No! Master Zhao?"

Zhao Wujiang slowly lifted the mask, the minister of Honghe Temple froze in place, and the ministers of Honghe Temple collapsed on the ground, trembling all over. They hadn't seen this famous Chang'an secretary for a while, but how could they forget the power of this man .

There was also an uproar among the crowd, and some people kept shouting.

"Is it Zhao Wujiang?"

"My God, it's Master Zhao. I didn't expect to be able to meet Master Zhao at the Lantern Festival tonight!"

"I just said who is so ignorant of the powerful, it turns out to be Mr. Zhao."

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"You want me to apologize?" Zhao Wujiang took a step closer, but the minister of Honglu Temple didn't dare to move.

"Are you going to shoot me?"

The minister of Honglu Temple cried and said, "No matter what happened, Mr. Zhao just misunderstood, misunderstood, the villain didn't know it was you just now!"

When Chen Shangyihe first came to Datang, he didn't know who Zhao Wujiang was, he only knew that Honglu Siqing was a member of the third rank.

He stepped forward, dissatisfied:
"Your Excellency of Honglu Temple, hurry up and catch this person, don't destroy Silla and Datang."

"Slap!" Honglu Siqing slapped Chen Shangyihe's face with a slap.

His voice distorted and deformed with a crying voice:

"Destroy your old mother, this is Datang!"

(End of this chapter)